And we don't have to be alone We could talk about ourselves and let the demons out And they'll be whispering once they're gone Talking 'bout heartache, and parting, and longing So could we see them all along? Be still I still see you ten feet tall Your presence, electric, fermented And we'll all turn up 'till we fall Talking 'bout deals and debts and Balled up like we knew it all along Be still Be still Be still I'm ill Be still Be still I'm spinning like a dead star But I'm thrilling like the best part God, I'm distant like a dead star But I'm thrilling like the best part Be still Be still I'm ill Be still Be still Be still Be still I'm ill Be still Be still I'm spinning like a dead star But I'm thrilling like the best part God, I'm distant like a dead star But I'm thrilling like the best part Fuck